#eclipse;

[the-black-ark]

;;my guys!! my guys!! designs of my guys!!

;;deciding that while on mobius/earth, they got disguises and blend in with the locals. or they can be aliens if the vibe is right.

;;loved makin eclipse a chameleon! that longass tail, and theyre pretty "alien" animals anyways. just felt right

;;also givin shadow a unique design for this au with that red fur. idk why but it just looks so good to me. keeps his palette dark i think, localizes the bright white

;;also also! we got old maria!! kinda!!! its a disguise of her original body but as she'd look if she still had it?? girl has an identity crisis sandwich goin on

[sunnysojourn]

Sick and Tired

@themaryiestsuetoeversue from x

Morennil gave a single chuckle. “Oh, I’m the only one free,” he repeated, hissing out every word Noir told him. “I have had it up to here--” He lifted his hand far above his head. “With your bullshit.” For a moment, tears seemed to well up in the corners of his eyes.

He tossed a couple gold to the youngest brother. “V, go find some broth or whatever.” His eye turned to Noir as Vyth ran outside. “Oh, and if you could go grab a room divider while you’re out there, that’d be great.” He gave her an artificial smile that might as well have been a condescending sneer, then ventured into the back room. 

“So,” he started. “I’m not exactly what you expected, am I?” Whenever Poppy decided she was done with the chamberpot, he’d find a spare barrel and have Vyth replace that container later, because they were going to need to burn it. “First rule in Prouzagt, something it doesn’t take a genius to figure out, you quarantine the damn sick. Second rule, you catch disease from shite. So you don’t use the community pot anymore. Got it?” He noisily slid the spare barrel next to her bed.

He plopped his ass down on Nadal’s bed and huffed, his eye on the sick team member.

“The only one free...” He repeated the words again under his breath. “You probably wanted Nadal,” he mused. “He’s the one with all the cleric training. And hey, you’re fucking him, so you can be guaranteed a good bedside manner. Or, failing that, bet you’d love it if Vyth was here. Instead of me. Sure, he doesn’t know shit about sickness and he’d run around like a headless chicken, but he’d be nice, wouldn’t he?” He momentarily looked down at the wooden floor and mumbled, “Sorry to disappoint you.”

[sujirk]

┋focus

@rkyeri​

in light of everything they’ve been told lately, everything they’ve been assigned, it seems like there’s light at the end of the tunnel they’d been living in for the past few months. while preparing for a comeback (though audrey calls it more of a ‘re-debut’ than comeback, and she’s sure the other girls would agree) is exciting on its own, they also get to film a commercial, which is one step further towards actually getting recognized in the first place. 

it’s nothing special, and not too unlike their kt rookies teaser films or the mv filming they did for debut, but the excitement doesn’t fade. better yet, they didn’t really have to go anywhere, and they still got their makeup done for them in techniques that audrey was still trying to learn. as they stand around waiting for more direction, she elbows yeri gently, a teasing grin already present, “i bet this will be the last time we see other people for weeks, huh?” she hints playfully, because if anything, what they had been promised was a busy schedule, which is what they’d all been hoping for from the start- the opportunity to prove themselves capable of it all. 

[rkxsooyoung]

✨- a sign

{ backdate - july 9th }

change is something sooyoung has always tried to embrace in spite of any circumstance, even if she'd rather have her hair permanently long and light brown for anything kt-promotional related than deal with something as life altering as moving. it's a foreign concept to her, living with anyone that she wasn't related to, and a part of wonders if the variances in their personalities would serve each of them well as roommates or if they would clash like she had heard about from so many ex-roommate pairs.

still though, sooyoung figures that it's better to get moving over with as soon as possible, and by the time that the ninth rolls around, she's more than a little relieved to find that tiffany must have had the same line of thinking. the evening of, sooyoung finds herself lounging on the couch as her eyes wander, before looking over to tiffany. everything still feels a little bit like a fever dream, and she wonders if she's the only one that feels this way. they're the only two in the dorm, and despite their penchant for not being afraid to goof around with each other, tiffany is the only person she trusts enough to confess real feelings to. "fanyfany~" she laughs a little somberly, "did you ever think we'd really get to this point?"

[sujirk]

stage whisper-;

@rkyeri

audrey’s stage fright is something she’s blissfully ignored (and failed to mention to anyone) for a long time now; they haven’t really been on stage, at least audrey hasn’t, since the mgas, so she hasn’t worried about it. but the day of their debut is here, and so are the pangs of nausea that come from her anxiety over it. 

fake it until you make it, she thinks as she takes tiny sips from her water bottle backstage. it feels like she’s doing okay so far, excluding the shakiness in her hands and general jumpiness every time someone talks to her, but the idea that this was official, that debut was happening, didn’t do much to quell it. 

“yeri-ah,” she sits next to the younger on the couch, “are you nervous? we’re going to do well, right?”

[sunnysojourn]

@themaryiestsuetoeversue

Four large, wooden wheels laid on the ground next to a pile of detached planks. A saw made its jagged scrapes against wood. A small piece of scrap clattered into a pile of the same.

Nadal measured out one of the longer planks against the back of the closed cart, then painted with a dab of ink that closely matched their cart’s maroon.

Morennil raised both eyebrows at the sight. “Hm. How about I play you a little working song~?” He let out a barking laugh, but grabbed his looted lute and played a jaunty tune-- note by note, but much quicker now that he had a finger on each needed string to mirror the fingered notes his other hand made.

[sujirk]

┋whispers

@rkjennie

it’s not unusual to be up at any (and sometimes all) hours of the night when under stress. it’s definitely not something that’s recommended, especially for idols, but in audrey’s mind, being an idol right now is to be debated. that’s part of what keeps her awake lately, still a mixture of guilt and sheer boredom that keep her idly walking around the living areas of the dorm, or even the building that the dorms were housed in. 

most nights, she just sits in the main area and reads, too tired (unmotivated, rather) to do much else, especially without any connection to the outside world. it was silly to feel so attached to her phone, but until she didn’t have it, she never realized just how isolated  the girls were, and it sucked. tonight, she’s trying to ‘sneak’ back into the dorm without waking the other girls, having decided that maybe the solution to getting out of a slump would be to physically push herself- lack of sleep excluded. 

however tonight, the door closes just a little louder than it has before, causing a quiet curse to escape. when she turns around to remove her shoes, she notices movement in her peripheral vision- the figure small, but not quite yeri or ariel, and the dim light of the one lamp she left on isn’t enough to make out who she may have woken up. “shoot, i’m so sorry. did i wake you? i swear the door is quieter usually...”